Justin Bieber - Oh Girl Lyrics
(Verse)
Take my hand, and put it on your chest
'Cause I need ya right now
Yeah, could come right here and do the dirty
'Cause I need you to do the dirty, baby
Your love is keeping me warm, warm, warm
(Pre-Chorus)
You been going far away, I just need to hold you, babe
Can't believe I'm with you, 'cause you got me open, baby
I'm loving everything you do, be thankful that I'm here with you
You make me wanna say
(Chorus x2)
Oh girl, your body's so insane
You're making me call your name, girl
Oh girl, yeah, it's like a rush
Every single time we touch
(Repeat Verse 1)
(Pre-Chorus)
(Chorus x2)
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Chris Brown - Ladies Love Me Ft. Justin Bieber Lyrics
Chris Brown - Ladies Love Me Ft. Justin Bieber Lyrics
Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J
My bad, I'm sorry, I'm double parked yeah that's my Bugatti
And that's my Ferrari next to my Ducati
Call my old school Big Bertha that big body
Boy I get exotic, my car need a pilot
Get free drinks to party, yo nigga need his wallet
No limit to what I'm spending so I know she's 'bout it 'bout it
And who in the hell is smoking in here cause it's super cloudy
Goons with me, dressed like skaters, give you bruised kidneys, stretch ya later
Man my house so big took the escalator to the elevators took the elevator to the private jet then I jet nigga see ya later
Chorus:
Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J (yellow model chick)
Ladies love me (yellow bottle sippin')
Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J (yellow Lamborghini)
Ladies love me
Shawty mane, I'm back
Baby I'm yo doctor, I could be your rocker
Swagging I'm not bragging but I swear that I could rock ya
Baby I'm not crazy I got swag like Patrick Swayze
Know them haters never phase me that's not how my mama raised me
I am incredible this is inedible killing this track was inevitable
I am hetero baby you better know JB is generally just a G look at me, now
I said look at me, swaggin' with a crooked T
Body slam the beat from DB call me Booker T
I said whoa there, whoa there baby you just need to stop
I'm busy out performing and I'm going to the top
I've got so much to lose so I'm steady getting gwap
While them haters go down and we just get to watch ah
Amazing, I'm blazing, look over here and see that I'm amazing
Nobody's facing what I'm facing set a pace so I can race without pacing
Lace my shoes up, start racing, you can taste it without faste-ing, I mean fasting
Start blasting, car born hill do opt that thing
Swagger jacking, it's not what I do
JB is the man yeah he's the truth
He's a beast when he steps up in the booth
Crash landed, I did too.
I'm a gentleman, yes I'm a gentleman
I'm out of my element but I'm still elegant
I'm full of adrenaline you know what that means
Louis V high tops with the skinny jeans
Chorus:
Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J (yellow model chick)
Ladies love me (yellow bottle sippin')
Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J (yellow Lamborghini)
Ladies love me (yellow top missin')
Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J
My bad, I'm sorry, I'm double parked yeah that's my Bugatti
And that's my Ferrari next to my Ducati
Call my old school Big Bertha that big body
Boy I get exotic, my car need a pilot
Get free drinks to party, yo nigga need his wallet
No limit to what I'm spending so I know she's 'bout it 'bout it
And who in the hell is smoking in here cause it's super cloudy
Goons with me, dressed like skaters, give you bruised kidneys, stretch ya later
Man my house so big took the escalator to the elevators took the elevator to the private jet then I jet nigga see ya later
Chorus:
Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J (yellow model chick)
Ladies love me (yellow bottle sippin')
Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J (yellow Lamborghini)
Ladies love me
Shawty mane, I'm back
Baby I'm yo doctor, I could be your rocker
Swagging I'm not bragging but I swear that I could rock ya
Baby I'm not crazy I got swag like Patrick Swayze
Know them haters never phase me that's not how my mama raised me
I am incredible this is inedible killing this track was inevitable
I am hetero baby you better know JB is generally just a G look at me, now
I said look at me, swaggin' with a crooked T
Body slam the beat from DB call me Booker T
I said whoa there, whoa there baby you just need to stop
I'm busy out performing and I'm going to the top
I've got so much to lose so I'm steady getting gwap
While them haters go down and we just get to watch ah
Amazing, I'm blazing, look over here and see that I'm amazing
Nobody's facing what I'm facing set a pace so I can race without pacing
Lace my shoes up, start racing, you can taste it without faste-ing, I mean fasting
Start blasting, car born hill do opt that thing
Swagger jacking, it's not what I do
JB is the man yeah he's the truth
He's a beast when he steps up in the booth
Crash landed, I did too.
I'm a gentleman, yes I'm a gentleman
I'm out of my element but I'm still elegant
I'm full of adrenaline you know what that means
Louis V high tops with the skinny jeans
Chorus:
Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J (yellow model chick)
Ladies love me (yellow bottle sippin')
Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J (yellow Lamborghini)
Ladies love me (yellow top missin')
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